The real reasons
No one will ever explain them to you,
What kind of mechanisms start
Some sort of morbidity.
A first smile
And you lose your balance
And you tend to slip away
In a crescendo of curioisities
Which pushes you further there
A carelessness that's still a child
Pulls you with itself.
Guess, guess what it is.
Beyond the river
You'll be,
Another bridge
You'll cross.
A blow of wind
Ripples calmness
And an unconsciusness of my own
Accepts this devotion.
In the subtle game
What part does
The unbearable glee take
Of transgression and immorality
And it pulls me further there
In the clearing of every memory
And every concern I have,
Accumulating my "once upon a time"'s
To make a campfire out of them
And in my stupiding-room
I'll find a reason.
I really haven't told you no.
Beyond the river
I'll reach you
And every fear
I'll swallow.
Beyond the river
I'll be,
Beyond the river
I'll be.